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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on May 23, 2005 20:49:06 GMT -5
This thread brought to you by Bassarov.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 23, 2005 21:00:30 GMT -5
Bassarov enters the room, but sees that she is in her robe. "I am sorry to bother you if you turned in for the evening. I just thought I would stop by and talk, since well, we didn't have much time to talk last time." Bassarov says to her. She looks even more beautiful than the last time they met. There is something ancient and supernatural about her exotic beauty. He can't help but stare, and then blush when he catches himself.
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Post by bastet on May 23, 2005 21:04:58 GMT -5
As I walk around the streets, I saw Valodya Bassarov walking to a hotel.
What the hell he doing? I quickly and quietly followed him to the hotel.
After a couple of stairs, I have hidden myself as I watch Valodya knock the door and after a few seconds, Helene answered the door and left him in.
Finally have found her and now they are together, but I want to wait about those two later, I need to ask them about the girl's boyfriend. I quickly walk up to the door and knock it for a couple if times
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Post by Helene DeBoís on May 23, 2005 21:05:55 GMT -5
What's so special about me? Helene thinks. She steps into the bathroom to change into clothes. Not a problem. I was getting bored in here anyways. She pauses before speaking again. Where are you heading after yoour visit ends here?
Hearing the knock on the door, Helene steps out. She pulls the shirt titled "Let me be truthful... I am a liar" over her head and zips her jeans. Who is it?
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 23, 2005 21:06:51 GMT -5
"Going back to Russia." Bassarov replies. He hears a knock at the door and lets the stranger in. "Hello, can we help you?"
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Post by bastet on May 23, 2005 21:08:26 GMT -5
Sorry to bother you and Helene but may I ask you gusy a couple of questions?
It is REALLY important.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 23, 2005 21:09:39 GMT -5
"Sure, go ahead." Bassarov replies, and turns to Helene.
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Post by bastet on May 23, 2005 21:12:17 GMT -5
I quickly went inside the room and sat on the bed.
"Okay first question. Do you have a friend name Lysander Camille ?
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 23, 2005 21:13:14 GMT -5
"Yes, he is actually a pretty good friend of mine." Bassarov replies.
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Post by Helene DeBoís on May 23, 2005 21:14:11 GMT -5
Helene frowns. How the hell does she know my name? No, sorry. I don't know anyone named Lysander.
(Bassarov, this is very ironic to me.)
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Post by bastet on May 23, 2005 21:14:51 GMT -5
"Alright then, next question? Where is your friend right now at this moment?"
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 23, 2005 21:16:22 GMT -5
(The same thought crossed my mind) "He should be in his room, it is just a few rooms down from us. Or he is hanging out with Sakari still. I am not sure." Bassarov replies.
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Post by Helene DeBoís on May 23, 2005 21:19:51 GMT -5
Helene is curious to who this girl is. How do you know my name?
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Post by bastet on May 23, 2005 21:19:52 GMT -5
((What is so ironic))
"Okay and thank you for your time," I stood up, took out my card and gave it to Valodya, ignoring Helene's question,
"If you still want to talk to me, call me on my cell and now I should take my leave." and began walking to the door.
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on May 23, 2005 21:21:55 GMT -5
(I another RPG Helene and I had a son together named Lysander, and played by the person who plays Lysander in this rpg)
"Thanks." Bassarov says putting the card in his pocket. He gives her his number as well, feeling it is only right.
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